None of you cowards has a thing to sayAnother song about"The Edge", "The Crew"Or your precious salad daysThe world's aflameAnd still you play your gamesBut you hair looks greatAnd your sound is so stridently tame.Once upon a timeI searched for something pureIn a world of shit,I thought I found some hope;A place to speak some truthA place to share some pain;A place to rage against a world that isCleary insane. Ha, ha !What a sucker, I believed in the lie.Another boring fad,Another tired joke.Our legacy is trend cause entertainmentAnd fashion here reignsOne more American game for all theOver privilieged kids to play..Hardcore.Get up, stand up!We should be so much more.Get up, stand up!This could be something pure.Get up, stand up!There's GOTTA be something more!GET UP !It's time to standFor something so much more.